Apollosarcher

Stargate: The lost System

James gave a grin. "Well if we're getting cattle when we get there I'll call up mom and pop arrange for some horses and longhorns! I know how you loved it when I slipped steak onboard." He chuckled as he moved towards Morrigan adjusting his hat, before taking it off giving a small bow the former Queen, placing his hat over his heart. "Morrigan, might I accompany our wonderful XO to her ship? Give us a bit to catch up, I missed ya something fierce while they had me down learning to play nice with all the flyboys, water jockeys, and jarheads." James put his hat back on and offered his elbow as if he was planning to escort her to fancy dinner party, not onto the latest battleship built by humanity.

James chuckled as he watched the Captain leave the ship. "She's not a big fan of anything she can't control... Like what I do in my off hours, she's great fun off duty though." He stated looking at Flynn with a chuckle as stood next to Morrigan cracking a sly grin. "When your working she's all business... Unless you got the luxury rations to bribe her. Speaking of which, I hope that cooler made onboard... Picked out a few choices steaks, wine, and a few other tidbits from back home. I figured if I make all personal items food she'll be a little less mean about the whole drinking on her ship thing?" James tilted his head curious if Morrigan knew if the Captain was still particular upset about him and his rather... Unorthodox methods of relaxation and creative use of his time.

Flynn was simply confused deciding to ignore all of it, mostly because he didn't really understand all the science behind it nor did he want to really. He heard from Daniel that Samantha Carter could make even interesting topics go right over anyone's head with techno babble skills, he decided he didn't want to chance it. "Well... Were ready down here. Just finished our briefing and the Captain's already gone." he explained to the Engineer turning again shaking his head at James and his seemingly unimpressed attitude to all of this.

A second chirp could be heard in the earpiece before the AI of Hermiod spoke through the comms. "It would be faster if the captain would also simply use the transporter herself. Should I start factoring this human illogical stubbornness into all of my calculations involving the Captain of this vessel?"

Stargate: The lost System

"So... If there are no more questions, mind if we see the ship? I couldn't sleep last night, it's my first proper off world trip. Not to mention it'll be a whole new galaxy! Perhaps one without a bunch humans or things that just eat, use, or convert us..." He froze remembering the former Goa'uld at the table. "Uh... No offense intended..." He gave a blush nervous, though he looked rather the part of the brute. Flynn was obviously the most green of the group, though his knowledge and enthusiasm for the work were commendable. He was one of the top minds here at the SGC getting him as their own personal nerd meant they were avoiding the more cynical McKay and the more all knowing self righteous Daniel. Of course, both were annoyed they were not going on the trip, but of course the military was barely okay with one civilian, even if they had trained before all this.

The Colonel got up smiling, as he pushed the brim of his Stetson up. "Well, maybe when we get there we can get some proper army boys instead of the jarheads... Cap'n I just don't plum get how you put with 'dem crayola loving navy lovers." Chuckled the army soldier as got up from the table. "And kid, don't worry... Alien's only try to kill most of the tame... And hey once in awhile you meet one that can talk all pretty and helps ya out." He gave the XO a wink as he turned to head for the stairs. "So... Where did ya park the ship? Is it in orbit or did we least put further out to shorten the trip?" James asked as he turned leaning on the railing looking back the crew.

Stargate: The lost System

Brigadier General Lorne sighed as he took a seat in the SGC, the crew of the Nyx the first completed X-307 type vessel the newest ship in the fleet. Of course if the mission didn't get result she'd be the only one in her class, however that wasn't Lorne's problem he just ran the base and the SGC teams. As the senior officers all arrived he took his seat and looked around, this would be be the first time since the Pegasus Expedition a completely mixed background group had taken on a mission. "Now, you are all the senior members of the expeditionary team that is being sent out to explore Ida, I don't need to tell you how big a deal this mission is. This is expedition could be as important as Pegasus, however I'm not exactly sure what the hell you are all doing other than locating a star gate building ship. So I'll let Doctor Fletcher explain, if you will doctor."

Fletcher smiled standing up, a power point appearing on the wall as the lights dimmed. "Thank you General, now the expedition is two fold my research into the Asgard talks about another race. One that the Ancients met around the same time as the Asgard, they were a long lived but delicate race whose technology equaled the Asgard. In Norse mythology they were friends of the Asgard who visited many worlds through the gates. References to them and dwarves, though I can't be certain if both exist still are found in the Asgard's records which they gifted us. The Asgard supposedly helped them to hide long ago when the Replicators became a threat further in the Ida galaxy while they went to war." He seemed excited almost a bounce in his step as his blue eyes darted across the screen, his hand move to brush his red headed bangs out of his eyes.

"Now, while trying to search for ancient technology of that level in Ida using long range probes left behind to monitor the system. We figured ancient signals and... It turned out one of their Seed Ships never completed it's return home journey. It's sitting above from what we can tell is a garden world. One that used to have an Asgard research base on it, now the research there was fairly mundane but from thousands of years back." The tall young man spoke as he showed several dozen pictures of the planet from taken by the probes and passed around detail analysis of the planet.

"But that Seed Ship could allow us a means of learning how to produce our own Stargates, or even improve upon them. If this works out we could build our Gate bridge home like they did in Pegasus." He explained as he showed them the theories and calculations. "But, we don't know what threats our out there. I mean... We have the entire Asgard knowledge base at our fingertips but, it seems they weren't really explorers like we were." He scratched his head as he took his seat again. "So... Questions?"

Colonel Tyler raised his hand before asking anyway. "Yeah so Doc, what if we get there and we don't find squat? We just run home with out tail between our legs."

"That's a uh... Good question... I've been told we aren't allowed to make the return trip unless we know nothing from that galaxy could follow us back... We only got rid of all our major threats a few years ago, the IOA isn't exactly thrilled about jumping into the deep end where we might meet something worse." Doctor Fletcher answered scratching his head. "But, that's why they are assigning a mostly small and contained military force. If we can prove something valuable is out there... We can bring more people over to explore and build a permenant outpost." He sighed as he looked at everyone else.

Stargate: The lost System

Colonel James Tyler

Name: Jameson "James" Colt Henry Tyler
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Rank: Colonel
Home posting: Fort Bragg, 82nd Airborne
Nationality: Earth; United States, Montana
Voice actor: Colter Wall

Appearance: Taller than most standing a hundred and eighty centimeters tall with broad shoulders, a small but ever-present smile sits on his lips. Muscle as only a life as a soldier can give and well built beyond the average soldier due to his time off being spent roping and riding cattle. While pale skinned, his life working under the sun and career in the military have given him a fairly dark tan that has deepened his natural skin tone. Brown hair and a groomed beard and moustache to match along with his signature Stetson cut a clear figure of the American Mid-westerner.

History: Born in a small town in rural Montana, James was the only son of a ranch owner mother and father who ranged hundreds if not thousands of head of cattle as they had for generations. James grew learning to rope, ride, and shoot like everyone else in the area giving him an early training in skills he would put to use later in life. He put away his savings for years working on the ranch and competing in rodeo competitions year around while in high school wanting to make something of himself. Studying journalism in college he found he simply didn't have the money to continue in his second year so to the recruiting office he went agreeing to join the military in exchange for them paying out the rest of his college.

Joining the 82d Airborne where he served with honors he would eventually be brought into the Stargate program along with several other units as compliments for the growing number of BC-304's. Specifically for the dropships this new space based force was putting together, they would become the first space born paratroopers. After his first tour of service, he was transferred to the IOA specifically selected along with several other paratroopers to be the ground compliment for the Catherine Langford. During their conflicts with the Lucian Alliance he would show calm demeanor under fire and lead his men in impressive capture missions and behind enemy which up until now had only been carried out by Air Force SGC teams.

When Captain Catherine Black was transferred, James requested to follow her in her new mission and was assigned to the Nyx as the leader of ground operations and commander of it's own special recon unit. Excited to be seeing undiscovered Space rather than exploring the Air Forces left overs he hopes when it is over he can get permission to set colonies in the new system possibly be the first rancher from Earth to set up off world.

Personality: Thoughtful and forthright, he values honesty even if blunt and unkind in how he frames it, bad with words and generally soft spoken. However when angered he can be hard to control and vindictively emotional against his enemies, also known be quite the hard ass when taking command of situation. That said, he is prone to naps and drinking from a hip flask of moonshine or smuggled whiskey the location of his still is a topic of annoyance with many of his fellow officers though however often it is taken he somehow gets and it's filled once again. James command is relaxed and charismatic most of the time prefer to treat his team like friends and companions, however on the battlefield he gives order quickly and decisively and will not take no for an answer.

Trivia:
-His still has been discovered and destroyed twice, he still has yet to run out of alcohol and continues to baffle everyone.
-Is a talented singer and musician, keeps a guitar in his bunk to entertain himself mostly.
-Smokes often and regularly, though many people have tried to get him to stop.
-His Stetson stays on his head even when he sleeps and he considers part of his uniform.
-Petitioned to take horses with them on the expedition for easy all terrain travel.

Ancient and Asgard Expert

Name: Doctor Flynn Ambrose Fletcher
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Rank: Civilian
Home posting: SGC Cheyenne Mountain
Callsign:
Nationality: Earth; Scotland, Glasglow
Voice actor: Iain De Caestecker

Appearance: A well spoken and intellectual young man from Scotland, standing about two hundred and two centimeters the tall and rather well built Scotsman has completed SGC mission training to be cleared for off planet duty leaving rather well muscled. Easily spotted due to his red hair and hard to miss due to his size, Flynn has become an expert on Ancients, Atlantis, and Ori through his research. He has also studied the Goa'uld and more extensively the Asgard. Currently, the leading the search for the Elves of Norse myth, friends of the Asgard. A green eyed and clean shaven young man with a smile and a positive attitude taking much after Daniel Jackson, even believing in the friendly and considerate method of making friends with other species.

History: Born to a Northern Irish mother and Scottish father in Glasglow, Flynn grew up rather normally though having an appetite beyond the norm for reading and research. An amazingly quick study he advanced and graduated three years early from school, his parents found him several scholarships he eventually accepted one to attend school overseas in the US at Yale. However, it was during his time in college when he was brought by IOA specifically to join as a researcher on staff to help fill out the growing need for Star Gate scientific experts. Specifically brought in for his double major in ancient human history and love on foreign languages of which he spoke nearly fifteen. Becoming an apprentice of sort to Daniel Jackson or as Daniel put it his a ,grad student, Flynn who proved a quick study helped Daniel to understand more the Ori and Ancients.

However, as Flynn gained more knowledge he proposed his own theory one that Daniel himself believed could be plausible allowing the young man to research and use SGC resources to to gather evidence. The belief in a group known as Elves, a unique race that had been close friends of the Asgard and had once explored the galaxy alongside them thousands of years ago. These Elves had been referenced by Asgard protected civilizations, pieces of their existence were slowly discovered it was believed that they were a species in the Asgards home galaxy. That as the Asgard had stargates that they must also have them, perhaps a gift left to them by the ancients during the time of the four great races.

This theory was proven correct when using ancient locator Beacon Flynn discovered a Seed Ship sitting deep with the Asgard's home galaxy. With the Replicators gone and the Asgard as a species gone. It meant this galaxy would need it's own large vessel to bring people there and set up their own exploration just as the Atlantis team had done before them. With the goal of meeting these elves, the promise of finding one of the only vessels that could build a Star Gate, and the knowledge that as the fifth race it fell to them to take mantle protecting others.

Assigned to the Nyx Flynn is considered to be the reason for this mission and thus will be joining recon one, as it's expert on Asgard and Ancient tech. The young man specifically underwent standard SGC training that all personal go through before traveling through the gate, though many believe he is to naïve and gentle to handle the real pressures of a mission like this.

Personality: From a middleclass family in Glasglow, Flynn spent most of his time buried in books or online researching articles, finding a love of fantasy and history. His great intelligence allowed him to breeze through school to graduate early, however it also led to bullying due to status as a nerd, and his lack of interest in most social aspects. However, choosing to go to college overseas proved a boon as the fresh start as well as his exemplary mind allowed him to make friends with his fellow students. While he lacks romantic experience he did find many close friends and many people found the innocent and younger man charming and gentle.

Trivia:
-Speaks fluently English, Scotts gaelic, Irish gaelic, Japanese, German, Russian, Chinese, Japanese, French, Spanish, Greek, and Portuguese.
-Prefers living in the states to Scotland, though talks about how wonderful home is all the time.
-Has been writing romance novels on the side for years, publishes them under a pseudonym is mildly successful.
-Was considered one of Vala Mal Doran's favorite people to tease after Daniel.

Fallout: Land of the Sky

@Legion X51 Approved, you can move it on over.

Fallout: Land of the Sky

@Eviledd1984 So to start, we have an issue namely with the fact that the group is mostly Brotherhood and Enclave personal while the BoS tolerate ghouls and the Enclave are starting to tolerate them, they aren't in the habit of tolerating super mutants. The Brotherhood of Steel has been fighting them as long as they can remember on both coasts, not only that but they just won a major war against them. The Enclave reformists and Bos would shoot on sight super mutants.

Baring that, this is an expedition to fight a Super Mutant army and deal with a large number of mutants so even the more local individuals have only heard super mutants would probably be scared of attack him. There is also the fact that for him to reach North Carolina, he would have had too travel all the way down from New York through some of the worst of it. Avoid all the groups that would attack, attempt to capture him, and more. Which the way he seems he might have even tried to befriend or join other groups before North Carolina I'm sure the Pitt would enjoy having a Super Mutant among their numbers.

Either way I'm not sure he's the right fit for this story, as it would fairly difficult to integrate him.

Fallout: Land of the Sky

@Eviledd1984 I'll give it a read through shortly and have my Co-GM's take a look too. If you want to join the discord server the link is on the first page of the OOC.

Fallout: Land of the Sky

@Silverwind Blade Alright, well I wish you well and hope you have luck in future RP endeavors.

Fallout: Land of the Sky

@Eviledd1984 Yes we still have room.

Fallout: Land of the Sky

Finn, hand was at his side in a second, his fingers danced along the the handle of Piecemaker when the old ghoul grabbed him Finn couldn't help but crack a smile, it reminded him of his days in training. "Howdy, Sam-o! Relax would ya, we ain't here for trouble. Actually, I suppose you could say I hoping I'd see you. Now I've said before and I'll say it again, I was plum wrong for what I done did, but that don't mean that it didn't need doing." Finn spoke, back calmly in the same quiet tone. "But I'm here cause you are gonna have worse problems than raiders in a month or two, you've got an army of big green and yellow bastards marching up from Florida. Super Mutants, like the kind that used to wander down occasionally from the Virginia's?" He placed his hand that wasn't on his hovering over his pistol on Sam's arm making the old ghoul turn him loose.

"So I'm here with the Enclave and forces from up in the Great White North, and volunteers from DC too. Course we're still looking for more..." He eyed how the other Marshals and Tarheels responded to Sam's movement, still had the authority he hated using. "Sam, I still got family here and you still care about this place same as I do. I'll show you the proof of what I'm claiming once get things safe around here but we both know the Trade Council don't believe there is any threats out there a few Marshals couldn't stop. What would you do if a few hundred muties rolled up with miniguns and rocket launchers?" Finn asked in a serious tone, knowing the answer and that Finn was right they would need all the help they could get, especially with the Tarheel soldiers having been reduced to a shell of their former numbers.

Finn finally stepped back letting Sam mull it over, as he grabbed a radio tuning it to the command frequency. "All units Brotherhood soldiers, sweep for threats then meet up in the town square." Finn then clipped the radio back into place in the jeep looking back at Sam. "Check on your boys, we can handle watch while they get some rest..." He addressed Sam first, he could see how exhausted just about every member of the defense was. This was the first solid break they in days Finn would wager, he'd seen shit like this during his time in the Super Mutant purge up in Capital Wastes.

"Captain Eliza! Mind grabbing one of those maps you showed me, we're gonna do a little show and tell with the locals once things are calmed down. See if we can't make a few friends while we are spinning our spurs here, mind having your team take watch on the southern gate? Even if we got the IFV's pointed at them want a little insurance against'em." Finn spoke stepping towards the Enclave officer, she seemed well rested probably thanks not riding in the spine breaking Jeep like he had. He could feel the tension with the Enclave troops and the ghouls in town, Enclave had even less tolerance for ghouls than BoS hardliners up at the top. While he wasn't in charge, he was the most familiar with the people here so he figured he'd do his best not to ruffle any feathers.

Finn hadn't been looking when he heard the commotion, spinning towards it with gun in hand before he was met with the sight of the small girl with what looked to be robotic limbs. Her voice and tone seemed almost robotic in nature, he was wondering if she was really robotic or one of those god awful things the US of A cooked up. Finn gave a look at Sam then sighed, "I uh, see you got your own problems too? Look we might be able to help, got access to records from the old Pentagon might be able to help you figure who she is?" Finn offered, staring again at the small war machine, she looked pretty human be she sure didn't carry herself like one.

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Inside the hotel, the raider who had made it in were falling quickly few had guns with enough ammo for a prolonged fight even fewer had the training or skill to make use of the weapons. As the last shots rang out, a couple of Tarheels moved through the wounded and dead outside the gates in the town ending the lives of any raider unfortunate enough to have not died on the initial attack. The worn out began to move wounded into the restaurant of the old hotel, Scribes move to gather tools and start work on repairing the walls, others helped break open weapon kits and unload power armor for those that wanted their suits. While people muttered about the Enclave and Brotherhood presence, they did look the gift horse in the mouth.

However, Stanton Danforth recognized the face of one Phineas Cassidy as he stood in town, getting on the radio he did his best to make contact with somebody. He figured radio station might give him a reward for that tidbits on the Brotherhood, Enclave, and of course info on the fact that one of the new DJ's brother had rocked into town. Not to mention the fact he needed to rescind all of those reinforcement requests, so the tired radio man soldiered on with what would hours of work trying to even get a decent signal with this hot-wired garbage.

As they moved the wounded into the makeshift hospital, many people took the chance to head for their homes or unload their weapons as the threat finally passed. The Tarheels for the most part were in either laying wounded or moving to their barracks in the warehouse for some much needed rest. The Marshals on other hand were moving about town keeping an eye on the new comers, until Sam told them otherwise they were treating the new comers like they could be a threat. All of them however gave a wide berth to the strange tailed girl, BoS and Enclave might have been unsettling but she was complete unknown.

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Outside of the town miles back in the raider camp, the survivors were telling their leader what had happened that now metal behemoths from before the war had minced the entire assault in moments. That now reinforcements had reached the town, war horns sounded in the distance to tell the other raiders out on patrol or scavenging to come home. They would us all of their supplies and have one last great feast and party, tomorrow they would storm the town with every single raider in their camps. They would have to end this now or their leaders would lose power and they would turn into small bands fighting each other once more. Freakshow himself had given the order, he would not be denied his prize his right as prophet and leader of this great army. They had to make it, if they didn't it was death for them and they all knew it deep down.